HALL OF WINTER STATIC
CHAMBER TCPSS0
TRANSMISSION 6/10 READY
The matrix has you, and it's running Windows 95.
Winter solstice opens hidden channels.
Every click brings you deeper into the pattern.
Dreams are transmissions from the other side.
You've been here before, in another browser.
The homepage is wherever you are.
Your digital shadow grows longer.
The desktop wallpaper watches back.
FORGET YOUR NAME FOR THREE SECONDS
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